I am cultivating immortality in the world of immortality

"Father has his own way to go and his own choices.

What about me? "

At this time, Zhou Changwang had returned to his residence.

His father's departure actually had little impact on him.

But he also has his own confusion.

The difficulty of earning spiritual stones and the repeated calamities of cultivation... made him doubt his own path of cultivation for the first time.

Can you really build a foundation by yourself?

At this time, he was no longer the ignorant young man who had just traveled through time. He knew that in the world of immortality, the age limit for monks to build a foundation was often sixty years old.

Only by attacking the realm of foundation building before the age of sixty can you have the possibility of success. Once you pass the age of sixty, your physical and mental abilities will decline rapidly, and it will be almost impossible to attack the foundation building state again.

"Only when I reach the ninth level of the Qi training stage before I turn sixty will I have any chance of building a foundation."

Zhou Changwang calculated silently.

He is now seventeen years old, which means there are still forty-three years left.

Forty-three years seems like a long time.

But he knew that this was actually very short-lived.

Because of his spiritual root qualifications, his efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy is extremely low.

Even with his current Five Elements Technique, the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy is comparable to that of the Four Spiritual Roots monks.

But in fact, in the world of immortal cultivation, those who can step by step to reach the ninth level of the Qi training stage before the age of sixty without spending a lot of resources must be at least three spiritual root monks.

This is still under the circumstances that there is a master's inheritance and there is no shortage of spiritual energy in the training place.

"So, I need to earn a lot of spiritual stones so that I can convert them into resources and improve my cultivation efficiency. I will try my best to reach the ninth level of Qi training before I am sixty years old."

Zhou Changwang's heart felt slightly heavy.

But I still cheered up.

He can't stop.

Now that we have come to this world of immortality, it would be a pity not to take a look at the higher scenery.

Especially if he has an attribute panel.

Thinking of this, he quickly glanced at the properties panel.

Name: Zhou Changwang

Longevity: 17/78

Cultivation: third level of Qi training (25/100)

Kung Fu: Five Elements Technique (Xiaocheng 156/400)

Skills: Spiritual Rain Technique (small success 128/400), Cleansing Technique (proficient in 5 skills (small success 78/800), Geng Gold Finger (small success 312/400), Soothing Technique (small success 51/400), Fire Ball Technique (small success 51/400) Xiaocheng 88/400), dead wood rejuvenation (entry 53/100), self-protection (mastery 32/200), light body technique (mastery 15/200), derivation (introductory breath technique (entry 78/100), Sword Control (Introductory 52/100)

…

After several days of practice, Zhou Changwang's various spells have made certain progress.

Among them, the self-protection technique and the light-body technique have successively reached the level of mastery.

The defensive power of the proficient level body protection technique has far exceeded the golden light shield talisman he purchased before. As for the light body technique, although he has not used it at full strength, it also greatly increased his speed.

At least in terms of escaping, it has an advantage.

Maybe he can't outrun the high-level tribulation cultivators, but he can still outrun the low-level casual cultivators who are also being hunted.

As for the spells he had practiced before, he has relatively slowed down. Only the offensive fireball spell has been upgraded to the level of minor success.

"With this kind of strength, coupled with the help of magical weapons and flying swords, I should have an absolute advantage when facing low-level monks.

As for the mid-level monks..."

Although Zhou Changwang didn't know clearly, he still thought it would be better not to encounter it.

Then he thought of his father's last words and went into his room.

I saw that the room was very neatly tidied, with only three books left on the table.

"Nine Transformations of the Golden Body", "Zhou's Sword", "Tian Yuan Eight Styles".

Zhou Changwang looked closer and couldn't help but sigh.

After all, my father left behind his own martial arts heritage.

Among them, the Eight Tianyuan Forms were obtained by him accidentally. They are essentially a body cultivation form.

However, the Nine Turns Golden Body Kung Fu is his main skill, and the Zhou Swordsmanship is a method of using swords that he created after practicing martial arts for decades.

Zhou Changwang collected them one by one.

I plan to make it a family legacy.

In the future, if you marry a wife and have children, if your descendants do not have spiritual roots, it is better to ask them to practice martial arts than to have no skills at all.

…

Time flies, and ten days fly by.

In the past ten days, Zhou Changwang never left the house or even took a step forward. He had been quietly cultivating at home.

That night, he had just finished a day of practice and was about to put on his clothes and go to bed when he heard a knock on the door.

who is it?

Zhou Changwang was shocked.

He has not forgotten the frequent visits of mysterious monks.

He carefully peeked outside the door, and was relieved when he saw Qian Xiaoyue at the opposite door, and then opened the door.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, what's the matter?"

Zhou Changwang asked with a serious face.

He knew that Qian Xiaoyue would never knock on the door suddenly and disturb him late at night unless something happened.

"Let's talk after we go in." Qian Xiaoyue whispered.

Zhou Changwang's heart tightened, and he quickly let her in and closed the door. Then he felt that it was not safe, so he quickly used sound insulation.

"What's the news?"

What makes Qian Xiaoyue so cautious is obviously that her 'eavesdropping' matter has made further progress.

"Just now, the 'couple' went out. Looking at the direction, it should be the inner city of Fang City.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the two brothers next door to the master bedroom say "action" and then hurried out the door.

I didn't dare to stay at home alone, so I came to you quickly.

After all, we have cooperated before, so we can have a countermeasure together. "

Qian Xiaoyue's face turned slightly pale and she spoke quickly.

“That’s how it should be.

One person is short-term, two people are long-term.

And when we are together, others will be wary of us. "

Zhou Changwang nodded, approving her words.

"So what do we do now?"

Qian Xiaoyue asked.

"wait!"

Zhou Changwang shouted in a low voice.

Going out is even more dangerous.

Only by waiting in the room can we remain unchanged and cope with all changes.

After comforting Qian Xiaoyue, Zhou Changwang hurried into his room and began to pack his things.

The first is the three spiritual seeds planted on the window sill.

After this period of cultivation, the birth-promoting techniques were applied one after another, and the three spiritual plants grew extremely well. They are now half a person tall, with lush branches and leaves, and there are faint signs of blooming and bearing fruit.

Of course, in contrast, he also consumed three spiritual stones.

The three spiritual seeds had already come alive. Naturally, he could not put them into the storage bag, otherwise the vitality would be cut off. So he opened the secret room under the bed and hid them separately.

Next, there were talismans, pens and other items on the table, and finally he took out the long sword on the bedside.

This sword was obtained from the robbery cultivator Zhao Xifeng. At this time, for safety, he took it out and kept it close to him.

Just put things away.

Sudden.

Just heard a loud thunder-like sound from the distance.

Then there were continuous rumbling sounds.